Is That Lime Jell-O in Your Head?

According to TechnologyBB.com, a bowl of lime Jell-O, when hooked up to an EEG machine, exhibited movement which is virtually identical to the brain waves of a healthy adult man or woman.

At my age, that makes perfect sense.

Buying Some Lime Jell-O As Brain Backup at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

BTW: more interestingly useless facts can be found Here.

Why I Haven't Written

I, like many others, am the star in my own reality show.

Footnoted Here

If only I could make syndication at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

Did You Have A Nice Weekend?

THIS will stress you out.

It Must Be Monday at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

I JUST KNEW IT!!

Healthy food stresses you out...Junk food relaxes you. And there's SCIENCE to back it up!

Where are the Doritos? MMMMmmm I feel better already at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

Megh's New Fav

And I like it too!

Celebrity Scaredy-Cats

Here's a slide show and a list of famous people's fears.

Hey I'm Just Like Daryl Hannah! at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

Are YOU Scared Silly?

Now there are names for ALL of them!


I Think I've Got Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

It's 2008

Here's a Drawing Game Worthy of Time Wasting.

If Only There's Something That Would Explain Cartoon Physics as Well at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

Another Reason Not to Leave Home

Massive Bedbug Infestation in NYC.

Today New York, Tomorrow the World at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

In Case You're Like Me

And didn't do squat for New Year's Eve but Sit on the couch and watch a nut try to kill himself, here's this.

And I Didn't Even Need A Passport to Feel Motion Sick at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

Boy Do I Feel Better!

Japan invented a snow eating, icecube pooping robot.

Our future is secure.

If Only They Could Make a Trash Eating, Gasoline Peeing Robot at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

Cops Pulling You Over = BAD

I don't care if they ARE doing it to give me a $5 Starbucks card for being a good citizen-- I'm still going to FREAK OUT!

And I Don't Think a Double Shot Cappuchino Will Help at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

Better Late Than Never

It's official: There is now room at the Inn*

*If it's a TravelLodge in London and your names are Joseph and Mary.

Favorite quote: "The 'gift' of a free night's stay is to make up for the hotel industry not having any rooms left on Christmas Eve over 2000 years ago when the original 'Mary and Joseph' had to settle for the night in a stable."

Why Not? It's PR at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

I'm Not Sure About This...

Queen's "We Will Rock You" + "Theme to Rocky" + Scottish Bagpipes = AWESOME!

Here's a shorter version.

I'm Scottish Which Explains Why I Like It at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

This Can't End Well...

You've got to see this adorable baby who can give an evil eye.

I can't wait to see what he'll do when he reaches the terrible twos.

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Some Classic Rock

"Sweet Home Alabama" as performed by Leningrad Cowboys & Red Army Choir.

These cold-war bubba's can ROCK!

If Only They'd Do "Stairway to Heaven" at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

This Guy is Making a Living Blending

Things. Lots of things.

Like an iPhone.

No, really.

Check it out.

I Want to Be a Wacko for Dollars at marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

There is Something Hysterically Disturbing

About This.

I Particularly Gagged Over Ireland at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

JUST in Time for Christmas

Secure your place in Heaven by purchasing a spot.

It's Not Commercialism, it's Eternal Entrepreneurism at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.com

It's Not Just Radio--It's LIVE, CALL-IN Radio!

Let’s try something new. Since life is full of hills and valleys, highs and lows, ups and downs—the ying and yang as it were—(I never could figure out what a panda has to do with it all but I’m not a philosopher)—this report will be “panda-ized,” a word that here shall mean “looking at the stressful circumstances and the wonderful moments God has in each of them because I can’t think of any other why which doesn’t sound whiney.”

Stress: Tried to get Megh’s Science and Math in an “Independent-of-Me” do-able position before the interview. Lost track of time.

God’s Kindness (GK): I only had to go next door. Had computer and notes ready to go…so I zipped right over.

Stress: Tried to get in through the front door, which, I found out was dead-bolted. Set my stuff down to run to the back door.

GK: The cell phone rang and my hands were free to find and answer it. It was the radio station and the host wanted to tell me how excited she was about the interview (her program manager acted quite surprised about her wanting to chat).

Stress: The deadbolt was locked on the inside with a key, which meant I had to run downstairs and out of the back door and around to the front to gather my stuff then back around to the backdoor and up the steps into the kitchen.

GK: I laughed about it all. Even when I took a wrong turn trying to exit the house and ended up in the laundry room.

Stress: They didn’t call. And they didn’t call. And they didn’t call. The call finally comes in at 11:05 (I thought I would be “on hold” before 11 and then “on the air” at 11 o’clock sharp because I don’t know how live radio works).

GK: The extra time gave me moments to run through my notes (which I hadn’t done because of the aforementioned Science/Math quest) and even write some new thoughts that Nancy (we’re BFFs now, you know) suggested.

Stress: I don’t know how I missed this—The Nancy Turner show is a CALL-IN TALK SHOW, which is significant in that LISTENERS—WHO YOU CAN’T CONTROL—CALL IN.

GK: Looking back through the emails with Joni, the Fabbo Publicist, all of the hints were there (a.k.a. this direct quote: “It is a live, one-hour show and is often a call in show.” And this one: “…but if they get going with listener calls it might go to 50 minutes.”) But I missed them (or God covered them)…so I walked into that situation blind but less stressed out than I could have been.

The interview was challenging…sharing the mic with callers added a weird, almost-but-not-quite-threatening crap-shoot of a feel. But BFF Nancy handled them all REALLY well. I helped by yammering like my life depended on it.

Joni had given WMBI 4 copies of “Scared Silly” to GIVE AWAY so I felt like Santa—in that I had nothing to do with the actual products or event except be jolly and act like I did.

And here’s the largest God’s Kindess part: THEY’VE ASKED ME BACK! And they VOTED ON THE AIR!! Which made me feel like a contestant on “Survivor” or “Do You Have Talent?” or some other fake reality show.

And I must say I was honored by their response…until I hung up. And then it hit me. “Snap! She said, ‘We’ll have you back,’ didn’t she? That means…Oh…stink! Where did those Nacho Cheese Doritos and Oreos go?”

Next stop: Ten Minutes of TV on Friday!

Mainlining Diet Coke and Cheetos at: marcyjoybryan@gmail.con